In the primitive demon realm, the cold moon rises, and on the wasteland, Su Yi's figure walks slowly, and after a day's walk, she still can't get out.
In the night sky, the roar of beasts shook the sky, and the danger-ridden wilderness has always been a forbidden place for women and children of hundreds of tribes.
In the distance, the roar of the sinking beast sounded, and in a short while, hundreds of wolves rushed forward and surrounded Zhiming.
In the wasteland, Ning Chen stood quietly, looking at the wolves who were cautiously stepping forward step by step, but his expression did not change.
After the group of wolves, a huge two-headed blue wolf stared at Suyi's figure in the wolf group, and the cold wolf eyes were full of viciousness and vigilance.
After standing still for a moment, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer, and walked directly in the direction of the head wolf.
In an instant, more than a hundred wolves roared in the sky, and immediately rushed towards the figure in front of them like a torrent.
"Be careful"
At this moment, in the distance, the sound of arrows breaking through the sky came, one after another, and after an instant, they shot into the wolves, bringing up a waterfall of splendid blood flowers.
Ning Chen stopped, looking at the direction the arrowhead was flying, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Entering the eyes, in the sound of the cracking air, one after another figure came quickly, and in a short time, it was already a hundred meters away.
The five strange-looking men and women have unseen appearances and clothes, and two small sharp horns on their heads, indicating the identity of the people who came, and they are not human races.
The five men and women of different races arrived, and outside the pack of wolves, a look of fear appeared in the eyes of the wolves with both hands.
The pack of wolves took the lead, the team dispersed, and immediately ran towards all sides.
"Little brother, are you alright?"
The head of the five interracial men and women, a middle-aged man in blue opened his mouth, looked at the young man in plain clothes in front of him, and said with concern.
"I'm fine, thank you for your help." Ning Chen observed the five people in front of them, the alien races, now it's not uncommon whether they are in the world or in the world, but most of the alien races who have come out of the primitive demon are hostile to the human race. Hundred clans invaded the world, the purpose is to compete for territory and
Resources, there is hostility, not surprising.
While Ning Chen was observing the five people, the five men and women of different races were also observing the young man in front of him. Judging by the clothes and appearance of this young man, he probably wasn't a local person, or he didn't know what race he was and where he came from.
The five men and women of different races did not suspect that the young man in front of them was a human race. In the original secret realm, the human race was the lowest race, enslaved by the major royal or royal families. The young man in front of him had an extraordinary temperament and did not look like a slave.
As for the appearance, there are many races in the Hundred Races that are similar in appearance to the Human Race, which is not uncommon.
"Why is the little brother still wandering here at this time, there are so many beasts at night, it's too dangerous."
The middle-aged man in blue spoke again and reminded.
"I got lost and couldn't get out for a while."
Ning Chen smiled lightly and replied.
Beside the middle-aged man, the four men and women looked at each other and nodded secretly. It is indeed easy to get lost on the wasteland. This young man does not look like a sinister person. It looks very comfortable.
"It turns out that the little brother is lost, so let's go like this, the little brother will walk with us, our village is nearby, and we will be there soon." The middle-aged man said with a gentle expression.
Ning Chen was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly and said, "Then I will trouble you all."
"You're welcome, little brother."
The middle-aged man replied with a smile, then turned around and walked ahead, leading the way for the former.
Ning Chen stepped to keep up, and followed the five people forward.
In the dark of night, the speed of the six people was getting faster and faster, and the five men and women of different races were obviously people with some cultivation foundation.
Ning Chen followed slowly, revealing a trace of his cultivation, but he didn't reveal it completely.
The middle-aged man in the lead didn't think much of it when he saw that the young people in the back could keep up with him. The primitive demons are still martial, and it is not surprising that even ordinary people will have some cultivation.
After more than half an hour, in the distance, the fire burned the sky, and before it got close, you could feel the heat wave brought by the raging fire.
Seeing this, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, something was not right.
Sure enough, in the front, after the five people saw the fire burning in the distance, their expressions all changed drastically, and without saying a word, they hurried forward.
Ning Chen followed behind, also speeding up and rushing forward.
A quarter of an hour later, in front of the village, the six people stopped and looked at the blazing fire in front of them with shock on their faces.
"Blue Candle"
The middle-aged man came back to his senses and rushed into the fire like crazy, looking for his wife and daughter.
The other four rushed forward involuntarily and swept towards their own houses.
Before the fire, Ning Chen quietly watched the fire burning in front of him. In the flames, five men and women of different races smashed through the firewood, frantically searching for relatives who might survive.
"help"
In the fire, there were faint cries, weak, low, and miserable, which made people shudder.
At this moment, in the distance, I suddenly saw a group of people wearing red sword suits, chanting mantras, muddy and heavenly words.
In an instant, above the nine heavens, thunder roared, thunder broke through the sky, and pouring rain fell from the sky.
The heavy rain fell, and the fire gradually extinguished in the burning village. The traveler came, and behind him, the salu sword was unsheathed and slashed with one sword. The wooden house that survived was instantly shattered. flare.
Human race
Seeing the person coming, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. Did he feel wrong? This traveler doesn't seem to be an alien.
The walker came, nodded towards the young man in front of him and saluted, and immediately walked to the wooden house in front of him to rescue the survivors in the wooden house.
Not long after, the other five people appeared in black, with sadness and depression on their faces. Obviously, they did not find their relatives.
In the shattered wooden house, the traveler looked at the little girl who had been burned beyond recognition in front of him, put his hands together, sighed softly, and immediately raised his hand to point to the little girl's heavenly spirit to prolong her life.
The swordsman, the walker, the true essence is like a raindrop, and it is continuously immersed in the little girl's body. However, before the gate of hell, the Buddha is also difficult to defy the sky, and the little girl's inner vitality is still flowing, and can no longer be retained.
"Yiyi, what happened? What happened?"
The middle-aged man stepped forward, shook the little girl, and asked anxiously.
"A lot of officers and soldiers..."
The little girl opened her eyes, her eyes were full of fear, and she only had time to say four words, the brilliance of her eyes gradually dimmed, her vitality dissipated, and her soul returned to heaven and earth.
With a helpless expression on his face, the walker reached out and brushed the little girl's eyes, closing her eyes.
"Yiyi"
The middle-aged man's expression was shocked, and the sadness in his eyes became more intense.
"Officers, why are there officers?"
Among the five, the only woman opened her mouth and said solemnly.
"This is the jurisdiction of the Rising Sun King. If there are officers and soldiers, they must be from Rising Sun City!"
Another young man spoke with a cold expression.
"Sun King!"
The middle-aged man heard the words, his face changed drastically, and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Big brother!"
The young man looked anxious and said, "The enmity between our wives and children can't be just forgotten!"
"Don't make guesses until things are clear!"
The middle-aged man suppressed the sadness in his heart and said solemnly.
Sun King
Hearing this title, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. In this primitive demon realm, it seems that the title of king cannot be used arbitrarily. In this way, there is a king-level terrifying powerhouse not far away.
During the first battle in the world, he was watching from the side, how powerful a king-level powerhouse is. He experienced it firsthand. It is a force that is difficult to resist. At least, he is far from being able to compete.
"Donor, are you a human race?"
Just as Ning Chen was thinking, not far away, the walker opened his mouth and asked politely.
Ning Chen heard it, murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes, and after a while, his eyes narrowed.
"Why does the master ask this question?"
Ning Chen looked at the walker in front of him and said calmly.
"Don't worry about the donor, the poor monk is from the human race, and the donor doesn't look like a foreigner, so I specifically asked each other." The walker said softly.
Ning Chen was silent, neither denying nor admitting.
When the traveler saw this, he didn't ask any further questions. In this primitive demon realm, the human race is a taboo, and few people dare to admit their human race identity, even among familiar friends.
"I can't waste time here, eldest brother is not willing, I will find them myself to take revenge!"
At this time, among the five, the young man grabbed the bow and arrow on the side, turned and rushed towards the only official road outside the village.
"stop him"
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly shouted.
Next to her, the woman stood up to stop her, but was pushed away by the man, and it was too late to stop her.
The figure of the young man swept out and hurried forward.
"Don't let him die in vain, go and stop him with me."
The middle-aged man got up, drank, and immediately chased forward.
Hearing the words, the other three got up one after another and hurriedly followed.
"Donor, the poor monk bid farewell to this, there will be a period in the future"
The walker bowed and bowed, without further delay, took a step, and left with his sword in his hands.
Ning Chen returned the salute. After watching everyone leave, he glanced at the little girl's body in the heavy rain. He sighed softly, reached out and dug a four-foot tomb in the muddy ground, picked up the little girl, and put it into it.
Suffering in life, I hope that after death, I can live in peace!
After doing this, Ning Chen turned around, looked at the direction where the five were leaving, stepped forward, and walked forward.
Between the village and the Rising Sun City, a team of iron cavalry of more than ten people rushed forward, taking advantage of the night to rush towards the distant Rising Sun City.
In Rising Sun City, a pair of icy eyes looked ahead, waiting for the news of the completion of the mission.
In the west courtyard of Wangcheng, a young man with delicate features was sitting in the courtyard. In front of him was a stone table with a simple and gorgeous long sword sealed in a sheath.
In the courtyard, several pretty maids were kicking hydrangea. You came and went, there was sweat on her white forehead, and she was very tired after playing for a long time.
"Young master, come and play together."
A beautiful maid ran forward panting, took the young man's arm, and shook.
"Sister Mei can spare me, I can't play with this thing." The young man replied with a smile, and said, "You guys can play, I'll just watch."